Anything- si-oh

ALTERNATE ENDING

Beautiful
with a time skip tho!

NAM-RA CHOPPED AND WASHED VEGETABLES, HER RING GLITTERING IN THE LIGHT.

It reminded her of one of the best days of her life. June 14th nearly 7 years ago.
A private beach was decorated extravagantly. Si-oh wanted to give her the best wedding money could buy.

Nam-ra had insisted to have a wedding on the beach because The last time Si-oh was on the beach it was on a field trip he took with Nam-ra and their class.

The colors were white, tan and a pretty lilac. Jeannie as her maid of honor and Jun-woo as his best man. She ended him being able to save him though now he needed a cane to walk.

Si-oh stood at the alter with a tan suit. A purple flower matching Jeannie's silk lilac dress. Jun-woo stood behind him in a matching suit as jeannie.

Music cut on and the full audience attention cut to the end of the long white aisle decorated in purple flower petals.

Her mother holding her arm Nam-ra emerged down the aisle. Her dress was long and beautiful. The corset part was decorated in gorgeous diamond patterns. A dainty yet elegant and expensive jewel hanging from her neck.

A cute bow day at the back of her gorgeous dress and her hair was slicked back into a ponytail and a veil clipped onto the back of her hair with a diamond clip.

He felt like the breath from his chest was stolen as he watched her. Tears welded in his eyes as he started at her. He reached his hand out and she took it. "You're so beautiful" he mumbled to her, tears shining on his cheeks.

The door opened and closed gaining the attention of the two girls inside. "Papa's home!" Jung-Ya exclaimed sliding off the couch. Her feet pattering against the floor as she ran toward her father. Si-oh picked her up spinning her around.

"How was school princess?" He asked kissing her temple and placing a small bouquet of roses in her arms.

"Thank you! It was good! aunt jennie came and brought me some more fruit" Jung-ya told her father before babbling about all her friends and work. Si-oh listened intently as he approached his wife.

Nam-ra was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Si-oh had told her not to cook it yet because he wanted to cook together. He watched her for a few seconds. Hair tied into a bun, an apron si-oh and Jung-ya had made.

One big and one tiny handprint were  pressed on the apron with Blue and purple paint. "And how was your day beautiful?" he asked Nam-ra who turned her head. "it was great how was yours?" she took in his slicked back hair, white button up and slacks.

Jung-ya holding two bouquets of flowers. "mommy this big one is yours!" she said to her mother.

Nam-ra accepted the flowers with a blush on her face. Si-oh and Nam-ra had been married 6 years now yet he still managed to make her blush.

Jung-ya was just like her father in the features department. But she had the same birth mark on her cheek like her mother.

His lips pressed softly onto his wife's. His hand coming to cradle her face, the cold band reminded her of her wedding. "I love you" He said. "I love you too" she smiled at him.

"Come Jung-Ya let's go watch some tv" She picked up her daughter from her father's arms and sat her down on the couch. She set the flowers in water on the coffee table and reproached her husband.

Si-oh was now in his apron made by Jung-ya and Nam-ra for his first father's day. Worlds best cook written on it in white paint with little hand prints from Jung-ya and kisses from nam-ra.